Her POV

I saw you today sitting with your friends, it’s seems like you’re really having fun. I wanted to ask you did you have a beautiful day, was it different from yesterday? Yesterday wasn’t really a bad day for me, but I felt weird I didn’t get a chance you share you with it. It feels like I find it hard to talk to you and it hurts not knowing the reason why.

 I waved at you, wanting to say hello. But your answer wasn’t important so I left before you could even wave back. I felt satisfied with one simple act.

His POV

I saw you today walking by me; by looking at your expressions, it feels like you had a bad day. Did you also have a lonely day? Your slow footsteps make me feel bad. Though I haven’t heard it, I feel like I’ve felt it before. I wanted to talk to you, hug you and cheer you up just like before. During breaks we would take about each others day and laugh about the things that go bad. I feel different knowing how we did everything together and now we just walked by and greet each other just like normal friends would do.

You waved at me but you walked away to fast that I didn’t even get a chance to wave back.

Her POV

Today, I just look at you one step behind. You were walking with your friends talking about your projects, I felt like you’re really busy. I wanted to talk to you and hug you.

I felt us asking each other’s days. But my worries stopped me in doing that so I walked ah